So one man's ramshackle is another man's quaint and scenic. It's an old (I mean historic) establishment, the swimming pool is defunct, the deadbolt in my room didn't work (I shoved a chair under the doorknob), there's soap but no shampoo (I pack my own). But the grounds are well-lit at night and scenic (woods, fields) in daylight; the rooms seem nicely soundproofed (no upstairs, therefore no noises from the ceiling), and the staff were friendly and hospitable and let me leave my car at the motel after check-out to walk to the very tasty Olde North Pancake House just next door.
Rates four stars if you consider the price: For your 65 bucks you get all the standard motel stuff, as sufficient as any higher-priced newly-built chain place: a good night's sleep on a big soft bed, with plenty of pillows and cushions to match the most eccentric sleeping position; fridge, microwave, big-screen TV, pizza delivered if you want, alarm clock radio in the nightstand drawer, a more than adequate heater, nice thick privacy-protecting curtains, plenty of hot water (the vintage arched, tiled shower stall in my room was just darling), coffee in the lobby and extra towels if you ask. And all the nostalgia I want at no extra charge. I'm going back next week, and any time business takes me to that vicinity again. read more